Masters & Lovers Box Set Three

Chapter 31

Bech pushes a vending machine cup at Cappelli. “What’s she saying?”

Cappelli hooks a thumb into a pocket “Never gets any fucking better does it? Denying everything of course. Says she’s being framed.”

Bech barks a laugh. “Of course. Just another victim of a tragic miscarriage of justice.”

“Aren’t they all? Still, looks like that lawyer of hers is going to get her sprung. Bail’s set high but the judge is allowing it. No previous. And it looks like they share a school tie.”

Fuck!

“Who is he? He looked pretty high-class to be the legal for a hooker.”

“Theo Aldred. Subs for Max Devlin. From Hofferman and Partners…”

“Hofferman’s? The prosecutors on the Romani Family case?”

“Yup. Don’t envy him that one. They’ve got all the wits under protection and the judge and lawyers have full surveillance.” Cappelli sucks at the coffee, pulls a face. “Stone-cold… You’re right though. You’d not think he’d turn up for the likes of that one would you?” He tilts the cup at Bech. “I’m going to the machine for another. Want one?”

“Thanks, but no. I’m off in five.”

*****

So, the bitch got herself sprung…

Back in his apartment, Bech paces, curses, bangs his fist on the wall. Then…

The blindingly fuckin’ obvious…

He checks the card index,

And sure enough…

Maximillian Devlin. Lawyer. Married twice. Son by previous.

One daughter by current marriage - favourite topic of conversation. Likes rabbits and pink. Got a pony. Gymkhana. Head girl at Ponterbury.

*****

 

Michael

disoriented for a moment as I take in stone arches and vaulted ceilings, then brain-cells line up in good order and

back, but when I listen, there is a

an elbow, I take a good look at my Sleeping Beauty. She’s looking better

Her father…

Christ…

lost that sallow hue, and her cheeks are brushed

Babe…

cheekbones with a fingertip. Her

who looked out at me for the last few days, but my beautiful

touch

stroking her face, “How

and watery. “I’m fine. Really, I’m fine now.

us would have reacted well to learning what you did.” Tracing a curved brow with the pad of my thumb. “Sometimes life throws

gaze, she bobs her

“you have to be in a better state than that if you really want to get yourself pregnant.” Her eyes lift again, widening. “Do you? That’s still what you want? To give James his daughter

is a whisper. “Is

It’s fine. Just so long as I

my head. “Thank you.” She nuzzles into the crook of neck and shoulder. “I missed you. It was lonely in

you too. We both did.” I pull away, holding her gaze. “But I never went away. I never will go away…” She sighs. “And yes, I’ve been

forehead creases. “You

a bed when you’re not in

doorway comes a chuckle. “Sorry to disappoint you there.” James holds

she sits bolt upright. “God,

James grins. “She’s back.”

*****

 

Twenty-Six Years Ago

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